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Chu He had a dark face: "Mother, I originally planned to leave yesterday!" Lin Wanrong was afraid that he would not eat well when he went out, so she forcibly stayed with Chu He for a day, and cooked all kinds of delicacies for Chu He in different ways.

Although Lin Wanrong's culinary skills cannot be described in words, Chu He still ate everything Lin Wanrong made with her own hands.

"Hey... well, Xiaohe, you must take care of yourself when you go out!" Lin Wanrong urged repeatedly.

Seeing the reluctance in Lin Wanrong's eyes, Chu He nodded solemnly.

At the same time, I was relieved that I finally didn't have to be tortured by Lin Wanrong's cooking skills anymore.

Getting on his horse, Chu He left the Chu family. Before he walked out of the Pingyang city gate, Chu He's face had already changed into another look.

Chu He didn't dare to use his true face to enter the capital. There were not a few people in the capital who wanted him dead, so they could only use the disguise technique to deal with it.

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"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree!"

"If you want to live from now on, stay and buy money!"

Chu He traveled tens of thousands of miles on horseback and came to the boundary of Shangjing County.

It's not very far from Kyoto, but it's only a few days away.

Chu He thought that the law and order near Kyoto should be better than theirs in Linjiang County. Who knows, he didn't encounter anything when he was in Linjiang County, but he encountered robbers in the boundary of Shangjing County!

Chu He looked at the men holding steel knives in front of him, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

These guys, on the surface, looked like just robbers cutting grass and trails, but Chu He felt a burst of vitality from them!

Although these robbers are not very powerful, and the strongest one is only a seventh-rank warrior, but this group of people knows that ordinary people have none.

How could a few robbers who fell grass and cut paths have such cultivation?

Chu He was not used to them either, so he directly drew out his White Dragon Spear and taught them how to behave.

The robbers seemed to have met a monk like Chu He before, so they didn't panic too much, but rushed towards Chu He with the big knife on their shoulders.

None of these bandits were friendly, and they all made moves to greet Chu He's vital points, and Chu He's eyes became even colder.

It didn't take long for Chu He to throw the group of warrior robbers to the ground, and the tip of the White Dragon Spear touched the throat of the leading robber, causing them to kneel and surrender in an instant.

"Take me to your lair!" Chu He said coldly, in order to prevent them from running away suddenly, he broke off one of the robbers' legs.

"Yes, yes, we will lead the way!" Several robbers looked at each other, and saw the hope of survival in each other's eyes.

In their hearts, this scholar only took a fancy to the treasure they had worked so hard to grab, and as long as they gave Chu He a large sum of money, Chu He would let them go.

They don't believe that a small poor scholar will ignore the large sum of money in front of him.

That's right, in their eyes, Chu He didn't even bring his luggage, and had nothing but a horse. Isn't this a poor scholar?

A group of people walked on the hidden mountain road for a long time. In order to prevent the government from encircling and suppressing them, this group of robbers was also very vigilant. Usually, as long as they saw those fierce people, they would not provoke them at all, for fear of provoking something wrong. An annoying character.

But this time it was purely because Chu He was dressed as a scholar and looked easy to bully, so he stopped Chu He directly.

A few people came to a cave along the winding mountain road. Chu He lit a torch and followed them into the cave.

The robbers had one leg amputated by Chu He, and all their weapons were confiscated. They had no choice but to escape.

"My lord, these things are all the treasures we have collected over the years, and now they are all given to you as a tribute, and please let us live!" The leading robber said respectfully.

Chu He glanced at those belongings, heh! Quite a lot! It seems that these people do a lot of shit.

"Huh? Wait a minute!" Suddenly, Chu He's eyes caught a somewhat familiar object, and he bent down to take it out from the pile of treasures.

It was an ordinary-looking writing brush, but it had Chu He's familiar literary spirit on it.

"Where did you get this writing brush?" Chu He turned his head to look at the leading robber with a cold tone.

"Ah... Well, we snatched this writing brush from a warrior!" The leading robber heard that Chu He's tone was wrong, and explained honestly.

The writing brush in Chu He's hand exudes a trace of literary spirit. Although it is not as good as those literary treasures, it is also a treasure that is much better than those ordinary treasures.

"When did it happen? Where is the owner of this brush?" Chu He's tone became colder.

"This... my lord, we captured that warrior ten days ago, and he is still locked in the dungeon of the cave!" Hearing the killing intent in Chu He's tone, the leading bandit said hastily.

From Chu He's tone, he could tell that the martial artist and the man in front of him probably knew each other and had a good relationship. If he died, he and his group would probably have to be buried with him.

Chu He is very familiar with this brush. It can be said that he created this brush full of literary connotations.

At the beginning, he was just a young scholar who had just changed his name to Bailong. On Pingjiang, Chu He wrote a poem "Inscribe Pingyang City Pingjiang Water", which attracted the vision of Wen Dao. The poem of the vision has changed from an ordinary brush to what it is now.

Afterwards, this brush was given by Chu He to a martial artist whom he considered a friend.

Later, because I was going to participate in the youth poetry meeting in Linjiang County, I parted ways with that friend.

Unexpectedly, the writing brush I gave to that friend appeared among the stolen goods of a group of robbers!

"Take me to see him!" There was no trace of emotion in Chu He's tone, scaring several people to lead the way hurriedly.

The area of ​​this cave was not small, and there were even secret passages dug out by several warriors inside. The secret passage that Chu He was walking now was the dungeon leading to these robbers.

The leading bandit tremblingly opened a cover on the ground, and jumped into the dark hole.

Not long after, the robber lit the torch in the dungeon.

Relying on the little fire in the cave, Chu He directly kicked the other robbers down, and then jumped down himself.

Dark and damp, this is Chu He's first impression of this dungeon.

Chu He turned his head and looked into the dungeon, wanting to see the environment in the dungeon.

However, he saw a scene that made his eyes spit fire.